Chapter 1087: Latent crisis

In the early morning of the next day, everyone who had rested for the night recovered a lot of energy. Under the leadership of Qu Zhan, the team continued to move forward. However, compared with the order of the first team, there are now fewer people and some injuries. Row.
Maybe it’s because seeing the old wine get a lot of treasure, some casual cultivators intentionally or unintentionally came up to climb up with him, and some did not come forward, but also faintly expressed good, with the attitude of the previous few days It's very different.
Regarding their changes, Jiu Lao sees his eyes, and his attitude towards them is no different in normal times. If it is said that they are closer, only the monk surnamed Chen, after all, the two are old friends.
During this trip, Qu Zhan and the monk surnamed Yang were paying attention to Jiu Lao and Tang Ning from time to time, and sometimes asked their opinions and the like, so that the team members clearly felt that they were quite valued.
As the team reached the depths of the mountains, the humidity and mist in the air became heavier and heavier, and the rancid smell of mist and water and dew could be faintly heard in the nose.
"Everyone, be careful, be more vigilant!" Qu Zhan in front of him reminded him, slowing down his pace, and vigilantly paying attention to the surrounding movement.
"rustle……"
It was like the rustle of the wind blowing over the leaves, and it was like the rustle of something crawling on the ground, making everyone stand up, and faintly feeling an inexplicable crisis.
"It seems that something is moving." Some monk whispered, smelling the increasingly unpleasant smell in the air and frowned: "How can the smell in this area be so unpleasant?"
"The fog is getting thicker and thicker, everyone be careful." A monk reminded him, waving his hands to disperse some of the fog, but the fog was getting thicker and thicker.
Tangning glanced around. The fog was heavy, and even the towering trees became looming in the vast expanse of white. Looking ahead, he could see a distance of three or four meters away. No matter how far away, he could not see clearly.
The fog is so heavy, coupled with the heavy smell of the air, the potential danger cannot be ignored. In this team, the only thing she worries about is her grandfather, so...
She reached out and grabbed her grandfather's sleeve.
Jiu Lao thought of her good intentions as fear and fear, and when he saw her pulling his sleeves, he comforted in a low voice: "Don't worry, it's okay." While speaking, he brought her there. By Qu Zhan and the monk surnamed Yang.
In this team, in terms of strength, the two of them are the strongest, and there is no danger in following them.
"what……"
Suddenly, an exclamation came, with a rustling voice. When everyone heard the reputation, they could only vaguely see the monk being dragged away by something, rubbing his body on the ground, and the moment when the exclamation suddenly sounded. It was silent and silent, as if something was strangling the neck.
"What's the matter? Who is it? Who is the trouble?" Someone asked, and at this moment, in the hazy mist, it seemed that there was something running by.
"Hi!"
"Ah! Snake! It's a snake! Save..."
Another exclaimed, with a voice of horror with fear and panic. He stepped back, but before he said his words for help, a giant snake in the shadow of the fog swallowed the monk with its mouth wide open.
"Hi! It's a snake! A huge snake!"
A monk gasped in exclamation, and saw that the giant snake’s tail was swept across with a fierce pressure and powerful air current.